Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Luke on the beat!
You ever seen a nigga hung with a gold
I'd rather sing about the same things that we
Such is bashful, but niggas like the task
on the streets and robbin' stores in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for peace in a riot and violence
'Cause it's a of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed silent
What's the justice in sayin' fuck it and grab the
Then kill a woman with many makes you a chump
at all the stores you wreckin', nigga I reckon
Think about the who own it for about a second
I know you got your problems, but brother, they got
is not a game, quit violence and grow a pair
But yo, you'd rather me say, "Fuck black prejudice!"
"Let's different races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant!"
Views and etcetera, thrown
Damage 'em, lives blown, hole cold, oblivious
I won't dare say you should stop the fuckin' ignorance
Murder ops, killin' shit, I'd enjoy the of it
Bath in blood of officers, different corpses, 'em
'em, don't you bark at 'em
Murder 'em, heard of 'em
I could preach the peace but say "fuck it" and the murder
'Cause this ain't life that we livin'
Go ahead and grab the
Grab one: uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the chosen that will rid you of the innocence
But in a sense, will soon behold the ignorance
Blasphemous, our own, murderin' black—

We see, I see, death the children
guys and white girls hanging from the buildings